Where's Bertie? After a final night (total of 6 on this trip) at Harelbeke, Bertie is now back at the Aire at Ypres. We were here on the second night of this trip, but arrived and left in the dark.
Weather: Blimey, it's cold! Daytime highs of -1, with a signicant windchill. Mainly overcast, with a bit of snow.
Late on Friday afternoon we took a stroll along the lake at Harelbeke in light windshirts, enjoying the last of the day's warmth and sunshine:
Overnight, per the forecast, the temperature collapsed and clouds formed, giving us a bitter, grey day. Yet we still donned tights and light jackets yesterday morning and took ourselves out for an 8.7km circuit (running) around the lake. Such was the windchill (it was a stiff breeze blowing) that I was just starting to think that I was going to have to cut short, as my fingers were so cold, when we turned such that the wind was behind us. That gave the fingers (and face) the chance to warm up a little, although it was over an hour (and after a cup of coffee) after we'd finished that my hands fully thawed.
Our inclination to do anything else outside for the rest of the day was zero, with each return from minor outside tasks being accompanied by exclamation of 'Geez, it's cold out there!'.
I've been crocheting like a woman possessed. After 14 days, 57 stripes (114 rows) have been completed. I now have confidence that I can complete by the early-April birthday-related deadline.
This morning was little different, except that the temperature had gone down another degree (-2) and just as we stepped outside for our run, it started to snow. By the time we got back it was coming down sufficiently for us to amend our plans, omitting coffee and croissant, so as to get on the road ASAP, in case it got worse as the day went on. As it went, by the time we were ready to leave the snow was light, and by the time we had driven to Ypres (about half an hour along the road), there were hints of brightness in the sky.
On a nice spring or summer day we likely would have spent the rest of the day outside. But we're nesh, and it's nice and warm in Bertie, so all we've done is visit the lake that sits adjacent to the Aire, mainly to find out the length of the path that runs around it (1.6 miles was the answer). We will likely use it as our running route on Tuesday.
Short walk around a lake, dressed for the Arctic.
Gosh, that's a lot of words for what could be summed up with 'went for two walks and two runs and moved Bertie half an hour back in the direction of home'! I'd like to think that we'll do more tomorrow - it's just a pity that it's Monday, meaning that the museums will be closed.
Weather: Blimey, it's cold! Daytime highs of -1, with a signicant windchill. Mainly overcast, with a bit of snow.
Late on Friday afternoon we took a stroll along the lake at Harelbeke in light windshirts, enjoying the last of the day's warmth and sunshine:
Overnight, per the forecast, the temperature collapsed and clouds formed, giving us a bitter, grey day. Yet we still donned tights and light jackets yesterday morning and took ourselves out for an 8.7km circuit (running) around the lake. Such was the windchill (it was a stiff breeze blowing) that I was just starting to think that I was going to have to cut short, as my fingers were so cold, when we turned such that the wind was behind us. That gave the fingers (and face) the chance to warm up a little, although it was over an hour (and after a cup of coffee) after we'd finished that my hands fully thawed.
Our inclination to do anything else outside for the rest of the day was zero, with each return from minor outside tasks being accompanied by exclamation of 'Geez, it's cold out there!'.
I've been crocheting like a woman possessed. After 14 days, 57 stripes (114 rows) have been completed. I now have confidence that I can complete by the early-April birthday-related deadline.
This morning was little different, except that the temperature had gone down another degree (-2) and just as we stepped outside for our run, it started to snow. By the time we got back it was coming down sufficiently for us to amend our plans, omitting coffee and croissant, so as to get on the road ASAP, in case it got worse as the day went on. As it went, by the time we were ready to leave the snow was light, and by the time we had driven to Ypres (about half an hour along the road), there were hints of brightness in the sky.
On a nice spring or summer day we likely would have spent the rest of the day outside. But we're nesh, and it's nice and warm in Bertie, so all we've done is visit the lake that sits adjacent to the Aire, mainly to find out the length of the path that runs around it (1.6 miles was the answer). We will likely use it as our running route on Tuesday.
Short walk around a lake, dressed for the Arctic.
Gosh, that's a lot of words for what could be summed up with 'went for two walks and two runs and moved Bertie half an hour back in the direction of home'! I'd like to think that we'll do more tomorrow - it's just a pity that it's Monday, meaning that the museums will be closed.
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